Can you see the world?

You speak so loud and think you know it all But where's your path when complaints take the call? There's more to life than just wealth and gold Yet you stay blind in your narrow hold You cry 'bout taxes, thirty bucks a year And claim the system's cold and unfair here But elsewhere, that's a whole year's pay Where children work for pennies each day They toil through dirt, no rest, no light While you complain from your comfy site Step out of your bubble, take a view Where children trade dreams for pennies or two Can you see the world, how it burns and cries Where dreams are broken, yet no one replies? You call it"poor" but don't realize What true despair speaks through shadowed skies You trust the liars with polished lines They talk of loss while their wealth still shines They tell you"They take what's rightfully yours" Yet they sip champagne behind locked doors You can't see the truth behind their play They use your anger to make their way And while you think they're on your side The kids who suffer stay far from your sight Can you see the world, how it burns and cries Where dreams are broken, yet no one replies? You call it"poor" but don't realize What true despair speaks through shadowed skies You scream for justice, demand your"right" But do you know real hunger's bite? Out there, millions wait for one more day For a sip of water, for pain to stray You live near plenty but far from thought Ignore the lives that poverty's caught No riches matter, no small delight Just holding on through the endless fight Populists feed you words so wide They stoke your fear, your anger they guide They want you to feel like you're the prey While they grow fat and drift far away Children lose their youth in dust and grime Bearing burdens through endless time But your complaints are just for gold Have you heard what true hardship has told? Can you see the world, how it burns and cries Where dreams are broken, yet no one replies? You call it"poor" but don't realize What true despair speaks through shadowed skies Your worries are small, but you make them tall While others wait for life's last call You think you're poor, but look beyond At lands where hope is already gone What does it mean to live with none? Where water's worth more than the rising sun Yet you're deceived by the web of lies Unaware of the world's unheard cries Each coin you lose becomes your fight A reason for anger, a reason for spite But what does that say of you and me When others have nothing, no land, no sea? You rage at burdens, small as they are While children die with care so far You listen to those who shout the most But not to the silent who've lost their hope Can you see the world, how it burns and cries Where dreams are broken, yet no one replies? You call it"poor" but don't realize What true despair speaks through shadowed skies Can you see the world, how it burns and cries Where dreams are broken, yet no one replies? You call it"poor" but don't realize What true despair speaks through shadowed skies